The sun broke through the clouds just as sunset was beginning. Warm beams of light made the room glisten, light dancing off the walls. A ray landed on a small child, fast asleep on her cot, cuddled up to a stuffed bear.

Ron and Hermione gazed down at their daughter and smiled. She was practically their world and always brightened anyone's day when she came around. With her fathers deep eyes and mothers warm smile, she could melt the coldest of hearts.

"Rosie? Sweetheart, time to get up," Hermione whispered, leaning over to pick up her daughter. However, even after being picked up, the child still remained asleep.

"Ah Hermione, I'm sorry love, but I don't believe you posses the skill at waking up Weasley children," Ron chuckled softly.

"Oh and I suppose you do, and your going to school me on it now?" she questioned, raising her eyebrows.

"Of course, it'd only be natural. Hand her here," he said taking the sleeping girl in his arms, "Rosie, time to eat," he whispered. Just as he predicted, the little girl began to stir, yawning and rubbing her eyes gently with her fists.

"See, I told you I knew how to do it."

"Oh yes, all hale Ron Weasley, master of waking children," she said sarcastically, "and that's why she's spending more time with me from now on."

"Aw, why? Are you jealous she's a daddy's girl," he laughed, bouncing Rose in his arms.

"No, I just don't want my daughter being woken up every time by telling her it's time to eat!" she cried, shaking her head. "And besides she's a mum's girl." She took Rose once again, smiling at the bubbly child. Glancing at her husband, she winked and headed towards the door, and back downstairs, Ron following close behind her.

They walked downstairs and into the kitchen to have dinner. Hermione set Rose down in her high-chair and adjusted the tray for her. Ron removed the roast out of the oven and the potatoes off the stove. He set them on the counter and got the plates and silverware out of the cabinets and set them on the table. Taking out his wand, he waved it towards the food and it soared to the table. As Hermione went to sit down, he stopped her and pulled out her chair.

"My lady," he said smirking.

"Oh dear lord," Hermione laughed. She took the knife and cut a small piece of roast off for Rose and chopped it into bite sized pieces. Rose picked up a piece and popped it into her mouth, smiling as she chewed.

"So we have a question for you Rosie," Ron said, fixing his own plate. "How would you like to have someone else to play with from now on?"

Rose stared at her father questioningly, "Like cousin?" she asked.

"No Rose, not a cousin," Hermione said, "Someone who will live with us; you, your dad and I; and be part of our family."

Still no comprehension on Rose's part, she continued to stare bewildered between her parents. However, suddenly her facial expression changed, and she seemed to finally understand. Her eyes went wide and a smile broke out across her face.

"So, does that mean you're happy Rose?" Ron asked. Both parents smiled widely but the smiles were soon whipped clean off their faces.

"PUPPY! I wuv puppies!" Rose shouted happily. Obviously, she didn't understand clearly enough.

Ron burst out laughing at the look on Hermione's face. "No love, not a puppy. How about a baby brother or sister?" he asked.

Rose's clapping seized and she went silent. Her face scrunched in confusion, as she eyed her parents carefully. The room was silent, both parents stared expectantly at their two-year old, waiting for some sort of response. She looked down at her plate and then looked back up at her parents. Plastered to her face was an even bigger semi-toothless smile.

"YAY! Brover or sister!" She screamed, tiny fists banging on her tray.

Ron smiled widely and took Hermione's hand from across the table. Both glad to see such a response from Rose. Hermione suddenly burst into a genuine laugh when a piece of Rose's roast came flying over and hit Ron square in the face, from her banging her fists around.

"Ok Rosie, I think that's enough of that," Ron said, whipping his face off.

The family sobered back up and carried on with their dinner, although neither of the parents got much food, for Rose was full of questions for them to answer. After dinner was over, Hermione took Rose out of her chair and put her down. She quickly began to run a muck around the house.

Hermione and Ron settled down on the couch while Rose searched through her toy bin to find things she wanted to share with her new sibling.

"Look at her go," Ron stated, watching his daughter sort all her toys out, all over the living room floor.

"I don't think the enthusiasm will always be there, especially when she actually realizes how long 9 months really is," Hermione chuckled, "so I guess we should cherish it now."

"Your probably right, it could be a lot worse," he said. Ron scooted close to his wife and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. She rested her head against him and closed her eyes.

"I can't wait to tell the grandparents."

Ta-da! Sorry it took so long to update!!
Lots of prep for exams....uh.
More of her hormones and stuff in the next chapters :)
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